Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

After trying his best to eliminate the six Beauxbatons warriors cleanly, a glittering Major Arcana card finally appeared in front of Harry.

[Emperor]

It is authority and leader.

It is also self-control.

Ability, just as everyone calls it.

"Tyrant".

Ability is to issue an edict, which will become a law, a red line that all warriors cannot cross.

But in the same way, the emperor also includes self-control.

In other words, the emperor himself cannot cross the edict he issued.

"Beautiful!" Harry nodded, and then after discussing with his friends for a long time, he decided to give [World] to Beauxbatons.

The role of the world is to construct a one-on-one arena.

Harry and his friends felt that it was not very useful, at least not as much as the emperor.

Even Draco, who had just been beaten, felt that even if others dragged him into the duel, he could stand out!

This is called Slytherin's confidence!

After a moment, a group of people walked towards Hagrid's hut.

This time, no one was blocking them.

After Beauxbatons confirmed the ownership of the [world], all the cards were declared to have owners.

The group also left the arena.

The last step after entering the hut, Harry looked at this strange castle.

From the analysis of the core of the world, he learned that this castle would not disappear.

He would stay here forever, in the [spiritual world].

Maybe one day, he would come back here again.

Of course, Harry thought that Luna would return to this world before him.

Then, he walked into Hagrid's hut with the [Emperor] in his arms.

In the dizzy world, he returned to the arena again.

In his ears, there was a noisy cheer.

"Harry Potter!!"

"The King of Hogwarts!!"

"God of War! The man who defeated the dragon!"

The sound of the mountains and the sea overwhelmed everything, as if an earthquake had been set off. Just like the previous World Cup.

Harry quickly found the source of the earthquake, not just cheers.

There was also the joyful Hagrid.

He stood in the classroom's spectator booth, waving and jumping, as if he wanted Harry and the others to see him, but in fact he didn't need to jump for everyone to see him. There were other professors over there, all very happy, and Harry even saw Professor Snape.

Professor Snape was also staring at him.

But his eyes were somewhat meaningful.

"Warriors, please come this way." A magnificent voice appeared, leading the warriors who came out to the direction of the lounge.

Along the way, Ron felt that he was about to float up. He had never enjoyed such cheers. It seemed that after the cheers appeared, the previous injuries on his body were not important at all, as if they were all cleaned up.

Then, he slapped himself in the face like a lunatic.

"Calm down, Weasley, be calm!"

Draco looked at his expression and laughed unceremoniously again.

Harry felt something was wrong.

Jordan's commentary continued.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at the curtain.

Marcus Flint's face appeared on the screen.

He was not impatient, but quietly waiting.

"Harry, what are you looking at?" Hermione noticed Harry who had stopped.

Harry turned his head: "No, nothing, but that guy did notice that there was another card."

"What?" Draco turned his head and looked at Harry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"And - Fool!" Harry said: "As long as you are the last person to leave the arena, you can get it.

This game is called [Fool's Journey]. If you get a unique card, you can qualify. Remember?"

Draco looked up at the screen in disbelief, and carefully reviewed what happened before.

"No wonder this guy gave [Pope] to Krum!" Draco screamed.

Harry looked at the screen, and at this moment, Flint on the screen showed a hideous smile.

"It's not over yet." He said.

"Hey, I'm telling you." Draco elbowed Harry and smiled.

"Who knows." Harry shook his head and went to the tent to heal his wounds at the urging of Madam Pomfrey.

The cheers will eventually stop. With Flint's final qualification and walking into the tent, the game officially ended.

The world inside had passed all night, and the stadium outside had also gone from morning to evening.

The whole day of the game, the fast pace, and the constant visual mobilization made the audience have explosive points to see every moment, and they were already exhausted.

The players only need to do their best to qualify, and the audience has a lot to watch, so they are naturally tired.

After the cheers, there was silence.

Mu En also cut off all kinds of vision of the inner world, and the curtain returned to calm.

Then, he stood up and disappeared into the secret room.

A moment later, the tent.

Five referees and professors, together with a total of 22 warriors who qualified, gathered here.

Among them, there are eleven Hogwarts warriors, including:

Death - Neville;

Justice - Fred;

Magician - George;

Chariot - MacCherry;

Hanged Man - Cedric;

Judgment - Angelina;

In addition to these six, there are five Harrys.

Hogwarts won half of the qualifications, and among them, there were six from Gryffindor.

Professor McGonagall's joy was written on her face.

Beauxbatons has: Priestess, Lover, Sun, Hermit, and World.

There are five warriors in total.

Durmstrang has: The Pope, The Fool, The Wheel of Fortune, Temperance, The Devil and The Stolen Star.

A total of six warriors qualified.

"Very good, warriors." Mu En clapped his hands. I have to say that this time the competition was simply surprising.

All kinds of strange methods were used by these students, especially the way Durmstrang's students obtained the [Devil].

The little wizards are all troubled by the potions class taught by the demon Snape.

This group of Durmstrang students was different. Well, they secretly poured the demon Snape's poison into Snape's water glass and let him drink it.

Then a group of people gathered fire and, after paying a small price, snatched away the [Devil].

It's similar to how Harry used the four murderers to hang on the Whomping Willow instead of the Hanged Man.

They are all methods that do not follow routines.

At the same time, this game does not lack the most exciting duel part.

"A very beautiful game." Mu En clapped her hands and said, "Then I won't say much, so as not to delay your joy.

At present, our referee team has not found any inappropriate behavior in the game. After all, this is a qualifying match, so the rules are naturally broad.

And I think you all know that there is a power in the Major Arcana in each of your hands.

Yes, that's what you will use for the next project.

The second project will start on February 24 next year.

During this time, you have a long break and time to hone your skills.

At the same time, I can also give you a hint about the content of the next game here.

That is - sports meeting! "

With that said, while all the players were still confused, Mu En clapped her hands again.

“With that said, it’s time to enjoy the cheers and joy of victory that you deserve!

Oh, by the way, your belongings are all in the boxes behind the tent, and they can only be unlocked by you yourself by releasing a corresponding unlocking spell.

The curse is your own name - it's the magic of everyone's name! "

After that, he turned and left.

After getting his things back, Mike expressed his gratitude again and again before saying goodbye to Harry and the others.

Neville and several others walked towards the castle.

After having his finger broken by Expelliarmus, Draco finally understood the advantages of rings as spellcasting tools. Watching Harry put the rings back on one by one, he also put on a dragon-shaped one that he had successfully used in the previous game. The ring was put on the hand.

"Tsk, I have great taste." He put it on and admired it in a decent manner.

"Normal." Harry waved his hand.

Mu En did not take back these magic tools. To be precise, the ones brought out by the little wizards were not taken back.

If your children are happy to take it as a souvenir, just give it to them, it’s okay.

Moreover, these were all copied by him, and the original ones he collected are still in the Moonlight Castle.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Hermione spread her hands.

"Sports meeting, sports meeting! What will it be?" She kept rubbing her temples, just like she had been anxious about the final exam since March.

"Take your time." Harry comforted: "It's a sports meeting, run and jump."

"You are serious." Hermione said helplessly.

"Harry!" A voice called out to Harry. He turned around and saw that his long silver hair was shining in the cold wind. Fleur came up behind them and asked, "Can I take a step to talk? I'll give you a moment." Little time.”

"Okay." Harry nodded, then followed Fleur to the side and started talking.

Ron looked at Fleur, his eyes widened, and murmured: "He is so beautiful, isn't he?"

"Saliva, watch your saliva, Weasley." Draco said disdainfully: "You have to learn from Neville."

"What will they talk about?" Neville asked.

"Maybe invite Harry to the ball?" Draco said with a smile, looking at Hermione from the corner of his eye.

As soon as he saw Hermione frowning, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

After a while, Harry came back with a weird look on his face.

"What's wrong? Are you invited to the ball?" Draco looked at Harry.

Harry shook his head stiffly and opened his mouth again.

"No it's not."

"What is that?" Now it was Draco's turn to be confused.

After Harry thought about it for a long time, he spoke slowly.

"It's the dance, but... it's not me."

"Ah!" Draco nodded clearly and straightened his clothes: "Then it must be me!"

"Get away." Harry glanced at him.

"Then why do you have such a strange expression? Are you disappointed that she didn't invite you?" Hermione asked instead.

"No no, Hermione, it's just"

Harry was still immersed in Fleur's words and didn't notice Hermione's strange expression.

"Well let's go back to the castle first." He said helplessly.